Line 1: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Line 2: Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
Line 3: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
Line 4: If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
Line 7: And in some perfumes is there more delight
Line 8: Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
Line 9: I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
Line 10: That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
Line 2: Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
Line 3: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
Line 4: If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
Line 7: And in some perfumes is there more delight
Line 8: Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
Line 9: I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
Line 10: That music hath a far more pleasing sound;